-- A Blindness That Sees -–

John Herlihy

A poet’s magic a blindness that sees,

From deep darkness a gentle breeze.

The lyric verses from deafness heard,

Tracings of melodies sung by a bird.

The poem itself silent on the page,

A music of words heard by a sage.

Thoughts first silent whenever born,

From a deep well in the heart torn.

For once an honesty that will prevail,

An unlocked mystery that will assail.

A poetic style distinct from all others,

The words on a page live as brothers.

Deafness knows silence of the hour,

Blindness sees with visionary power.

Deafness a silence we will never know,

Blindness the farthest we will never go.

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(c) John Herlihy 21 April 2019